Luna On The Run!

Alpha Zane’s POV still

My hands are buried deep in my pockets as I watch her walk towards me, swaying her hips. Goddess, the hard-on in my trousers aches as a haze of lust floods my head. This woman is sin itself, she takes me into a rapture I have never experienced before. Even with Ariel I never had so many erotic thoughts.

“Zane. Have you been waiting for me long?” Her husky voice sends a shiver down my spine. I need to talk to her soon, present my deal so we can be a couple. The desire coursing through my veins cries out to be fulfilled.

I clear my throat before answering.

“No, fifteen minutes. But luckily I had some emails to reply to, so I took the opportunity.” I scoop her up in my arms and gently press her head down. Those plump lips, I can never resist them. I suck them into my mouth as my tongue conquers hers.

It becomes a fierce wet kiss and when I finally have to let her go, I wipe her lips dry with my thumb. “Your lips tempt me all the time. Do you feel my heart racing for you? Clarita, after you finish with Juan, we need to talk. I know we’ve only known each other for a day, but I can’t let you go,” I whisper again against her cheek.

She nods nervously. “Yes. But I have to warn you. I don’t have much experience with this. My husband was my first lover, I haven’t had any other relationships. Are you willing to be patient with me?”

I laugh softly, I have definitely noticed her lack of experience. Her husband probably did not do a great job with her in the love department either. But no worries, I’ve got enough experience for both of us. And judging by her reactions, she will be a diligent learner.

The way she flattens her body against mine as if we were a jigsaw puzzle that belonged together.

This woman is fantastic, for a moment I wish she was my second chance mate. But the sparks are missing when I touch her, just like the hot flame that takes over all my senses, as I felt with Ariel. Clarita is simply desirable, I want to conquer and possess her as often as possible. Not just temporarily, but until my new mate strikes.

“I have a lot of patience. But I don’t think you’ll need that for long. I am not your ex, what we have is unique, we are the producers of our own story,” I promise her. “But we need to make arrangements. I want you to know what your position is in my life and what your rights are if things don’t work out the way we had hoped.” I listen to my own words, they sound so human. Werewolves have no such values, our mating is for life.

“Agreed?”

She nods smiling, gets up on her toes and kisses me gently. “You are so considerate. Truly a gentleman. I know relationships can fall apart, but I hope to please you for a long time.”

My God, her words pierce my heart. I stare at her in bewilderment, as if she has just ripped my heart from my body and held it in her hand. This woman is a witch, I tell you!Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

I open the door for her and she drops into the seat.

At the wheel, I remain silent for several minutes as we drive toward the yacht club. I need to process these feelings she stirs in me and, more importantly, sober up. She is human, not my mate. I have to keep her from taking control of me as if she were my Luna.

A fear creeps up on me that maybe not she but I will be the biggest victim if we have to separate. I just hope that the bond with my second chance will be strong enough to help me forget Clarita. In my mind I see Claw smiling scornfully. He keeps staring at the woman beside us. I wait with bated breath for his signal, longing to hear that important word. Damn it! I want it so badly.

But he remains silent and all my hopes are lost.

Just a relationship, then, for as long as it lasts. Nothing more can be done. I had hoped otherwise, but reality slaps me in the face. To relieve the silence that had fallen between us, I took Clarita’s hand and put it on my thigh. She immediately responds by gripping it tightly. Possessively, to be precise.

When we arrived at the yacht, Juan was already waiting for us. There is still no sign of Mase.

The warriors come out and watch from a distance. I help Clarita out of the car and we walk over to my friend. “Juan. Man, thank you for coming. You are the best”.

“No problem, Zane. I can’t refuse you much. And this job seems important to you, so I’m happy to help”. We give each other a bro hug and turn to Clarita.

“This is Miss James. She needs help to get her divorce as quickly and smoothly as possible. And you are just the man for the job. You know what to do when the husband objects to the settlement of assets.” Juan laughs, we both remember his court appearances. He is a tough negotiator and knows how to defend his cases well.

“Miss James, I am sure I can assist you with this. Let’s discuss the details. It’s about Matt Diggens?” She shakes his hand and I can’t help but snarl.

“Yes, you know my ex-husband?”

Juan grins. ” Bet I do. I faced him when we terminated our contracts with him. He thought he could outsmart us, but he misjudged us. I think I can make your case strong if he dares to counter. He knows me too.”

That is not too many words.

We walk aboard, straight to the deck. My warriors have served a hearty meal. Juan agrees to let Clarita tell him the details of her marriage over breakfast. I listen, sometimes barely able to contain myself. The man was a scoundrel of the highest order. He made little effort to hide his misdeeds from his wife; discretion was not his strong point.

Well, let’s see if his life in the elite circle continues when I am finished with him…